Turtle-brained fuckwit Niall Ferguson, an economic historian at Harvard and right-wing mouthpiece, has a novel new take on why Keynesian economic theory is garbage.
This. One of my irritations with Bubba is that he didn't try to clamp on some extra taxes during the late nineties bubble. Of course, Dubya would have just blown it away anyhow, but Clinton would have gotten style points from me if he had done a little economic braking.
An aside about Heinlein. He doesn't get enough credit for the stuff he did that would now be called "young adult". Nobody reads it anymore, mostly because the science is absurd, and Bob wasn't the most lyrical writer of all time.
But in the early sixties I ate it up. In the late nineties, I forced my kids to read "Have Spacesuit, Will Travel". They eventually admitted it wasn't bad.
What is my point? Just that, while Bob did turn into kind of an ideological hardass in his later years, much of his writing, including his kid-writing, is pretty uplifting.
It is his way of asserting his Scottishness and therefore his independence from British culture, so that when he writes slavish, syncophantic apologias for the British Empire and colonialism, no one can accuse him of being a slavish syncophant.
Uh Niall you puny minded little fuckwit, the flip side of Keynsian stimulative spending during recessions is austere saving to build up a reserve during growth periods. This results in smaller long-run deficits than the boom and bust cycle made inevitable by the positive feedback mechanisms preferred by idiots like Ferguson.
This. One of my irritations with Bubba is that he didn't try to clamp on some extra taxes during the late nineties bubble. Of course, Dubya would have just blown it away anyhow, but Clinton would have gotten style points from me if he had done a little economic braking.
Tell me more about this bottomless bottle of Opus One.
Wingtards hate Keynes because his are the only economic theories that mostly actually work.
If the title of his last movie was any indication, he apparently skipped right to 40.
Who says there's no privacy anymore?
An aside about Heinlein. He doesn't get enough credit for the stuff he did that would now be called "young adult". Nobody reads it anymore, mostly because the science is absurd, and Bob wasn't the most lyrical writer of all time.
But in the early sixties I ate it up. In the late nineties, I forced my kids to read "Have Spacesuit, Will Travel". They eventually admitted it wasn't bad.
What is my point? Just that, while Bob did turn into kind of an ideological hardass in his later years, much of his writing, including his kid-writing, is pretty uplifting.
Clams, pickles, and milk* sounds pretty disgusting.
*Except for the rather obvious sexual references.
Ballerinas can stretch one leg 180 degrees opposite the other leg.
Just sayin'.
Actually, and I hate to say this, visually, he reminds me of Steve Martin.
Canada does not want Mark Steyn back. What an asshole.
It is his way of asserting his Scottishness and therefore his independence from British culture, so that when he writes slavish, syncophantic apologias for the British Empire and colonialism, no one can accuse him of being a slavish syncophant.
KJ Libel!
Uh Niall you puny minded little fuckwit, the flip side of Keynsian stimulative spending during recessions is austere saving to build up a reserve during growth periods. This results in smaller long-run deficits than the boom and bust cycle made inevitable by the positive feedback mechanisms preferred by idiots like Ferguson.
Wait'll Ferguson finds out about Lytton Strachey and Virginia Wolfe.
I dunno. We gotta blame <i>somebody</i> for Jar-Jar Binks.
Watchband?